what you were doing was stupid, probably stupid enough to get you killed. but the worry in your stomach wouldn’t disappear unless you knew he was fed.

after somehow slipping across the peacekeepers you approached the bars of the zoo carefully, scanning the area infront of you until you found your tribute.

“treech,” your voice came out as a harsh whisper as you beckoned him closer, “i slipped these away during dinner and i wanted to give you it so you regained your strength.”